Kindness is contagious, let's start an epidemic.
This was written on blackboard in my 9th grade English class. My classmates and I replaced Kindess and wrote Herpes. My 70 year old teacher cried. My 280 lb principal brought all of us boys to his office. He did not need a reason to find out who actually had chalk on his fingers.
This kind of thing makes for great reunion conversation. Good times.
BTW - I spent a lot of time in his office as a lad.
This reminds me of a joke.
A boy walks into a whorehouse with a dead frog on a leash. He's carrying a big milk jar full of coins and plops the thing on the counter. He walks up to the Madame and says "I want a girl with the herpes."
She looks down at the jar of coins and estimates there's about $200 worth of coins. She looks at the boy and says "with that much money, you could get a girl without the herpes."
"No, I want a girl with the herpes."
"OK, I always try to please my customers. However, can I ask why you want a girl with the herpes?"
"Well, it goes like this. When I go home, I'll give the herpes to my babysitter. And my babysitter will give the herpes to my dad. Then my dad will give the herpes to my mom. Then my mom will give the herpes to the mailman. And he's the jerk who ran over my frog."